we can see what we love the most, by what we are dedicated to the most, and from what I can see, many people love the apathy game in life.

Many times last year that I told my dear mother, "I feel like my forefathers handed me a shovel and told me to start digging, and as a child I did it playfully. only when I was older did they tell me what it was for, and it shocked me that they would hand me a shovel as a child and have me dig my own grave. now that I know what I am digging, all I want to do is fill it back in..."

That feeling has inspired me to no end, for I am always looking for more life to add to my grave, filling it in, to turn it into a beautiful garden for me to love.

We are born whole, and the only thing wrong with the world, is our feeling of brokenness while we remain whole yet unexpressed. we all have a shovel our forefathers have given us, we can use it to feed ourselves, and dig our own graves, easy choice for me these days...

May my love be strong enough to carry me on, into the world I love....

people seem to resist our dreams more then our nightmares, I still wonder why that is so, probley because without the nightmares, who would care to build the dream?

Well, my only question for the day is, are we done building the nightmares with our distracted moments, or can we remember to build our dreams, each moment at a time?

yet regardless of what We Choose, I am just lovin my dedication to see the dreams that inspire me through.

it is a good life, being happier then I've ever been, hehehehe, well someone's got to live it!